City types

it used to be
clickety clack for the typewriter hack,
now it’s silent,
well lit though with a shit green glow.

Advance and be recognised?

private eyes prying into private lives
for publication,
the public love this sleazy stuff
can’t get enough of the
tit and tattle

‘troughs for cattle’,
my dad would say
and yet he
‘News of The World’
every Sunday.

I never knew what to make of it.

© 2017, John Smallshaw.